The Final Battle of Rivals

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There might only be this one chapter today. This volume is almost finished, but I still haven't completed the outline and chapter plan for Volume Two. I've only finished part of it so far, and I need to hurry up and write the rest so it'll be easier to write Volume Two afterward.

As an apology, I'll make this chapter a little longer.

The conference hall at Eight Min Central Racecourse was packed to the brim.

Reporters and photographers from racing newspapers, renowned online horse racing commentators, ranch owners and horse owners from various stables, as well as jockeys and trainers, had all come.

The reason everyone had gathered here in the biting December cold was that three days ago, Liu Jiaming's secretary had suddenly contacted every horse racing media outlet and announced an important press conference.

Though no reason had been specified, everyone had secretly guessed that perhaps Feet on the Ground was about to announce his retirement.

This precocious three-year-old colt had faced Shadow Hunter three times since the Eight Min Local Derby: Dirt Race in June this year.

The intensity of those three races might not have matched the Founding Celebration Series, but in each of them, Feet on the Ground and Shadow Hunter had pushed themselves to their limits and broken through their own boundaries. In terms of spectacle, they were more than worthy of being called epic clashes.

However, the peak period of a precocious horse came quickly and passed just as quickly. Perhaps Feet on the Ground's peak had already passed, and he could no longer stage another clash at the pinnacle with Shadow Hunter. Perhaps it was time for this horse, who had